User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-39940417-20190814060905/@comment-39940417-20190818065903

But Martin faded away until he was a wraith-like figure, becoming one with the mist. It reverted to its old form, full of dark figures and laughing vermin. A thin, drawn-out scream echoed over the bleak landscape.

But there was a tiny voice, almost in Falkin's head.

You will find a way...